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Taken 5.10.2020 along the Imperial Beach segment of the Bayshore Bikeway

Can I just call a do-over on today? Some rando broke into our yard at like 4 in the morning, had a dumb work fiasco this morning, then got cut from SoundDiego this afternoon. Now I have to motivate and still muster up another week of articles and I don't know if I have it in me. Today's briefings were pretty chill, and as I predicted yesterday, we'll get them less frequently, though I had it backward and it's actually the County ones cutting to 3x a week, not the City, though I expect them to follow suit as Kev seems to be in lockstep with Cox. My neighbors have officially declared war for the summer, after crossing over my fence and slaughtering our bushes, they attempted to do more today until I screamed at them, and they've blaring their shit music all day long every day, not stopping until 9 or 10 at night, and sometimes beyond that. It's kind of one of those days where you feel powerless as everything spins out of control and it blows. Today's news after the jump.

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The San Diego Zoo Safari Park celebrated the hatching of a lappet-faced vulture (photo taken 11.11.2019)

I am in quite a pickle. This morning I got a text message from a guy I know. I say that loosely. In reality, he's a person from a band I saw play one time probably 15 years ago, we had a little flirtation and kissed and that was that. We're 'friends' on social media and I still enjoy his music and have shared some of his projects over the years. The end. But today I got a group text message from him and I wasn't really sure it was intended for me. It specifically said "Rosie," (though the misspelling wasn't a red flag on its own,) but then he wanted some advice on a new project and called me and it became abundantly clear that he probably has the wrong person. But now what do I do? Text back? "Hey, I know we had a full on phone conversation this morning but I think you think I'm someone else?" Also, why do you still even have my phone number? And now it makes me wonder if when we communicated about his books and films and music if he thought I was someone else then, too. So. Awkward.

Other than that, it's been a quiet Easter around here. I didn't sleep much last night, so I've spent the day in and out of sleep, reading my current book (Fleishman Is In Trouble), browsing news per usual, snuggling between my cat and dog, catching up on Below Deck Sailing Yacht with Nova (super inappropriate, but these are funny times), and watching the Loudspeaker live stream on Facebook. Just a few articles today, after the jump.